"I'm fine, I'm fine thank you. God that could have been so
serious. Miss Zoya you realise I could have died today and
that's just because you bring this dog near me." Zoya wanted
to laugh and confront him at the same time but she knew
that phobias are irrational without realising so she
apologised and went out of the centre with the dog in one
arm and the booklet of the centre in another which Joshua's
wife gave her as a compensation for skipped class or it was
just what they gave in the end of class.
"Hey ZoZo." Unfamiliar yet very familiar voice pulled Zoya out
of her thoughts and she lifted her eyes from dodo, the
temporary name she gave to the Chihuahua unless find the
real one and saw straight into the beady eyes of Pauley.
"Pauley? What are you doing here? I thought you and Jim
were going to go for surfing classes." Asked Zoya.
"Nah, that newbie had none to no experience in teaching."
Pauley waved his hand casually and Jim gave him a sharp
look which was way pointed for a 7 year old.
"Okay, alright, he refused to teach us because I spilled coffee
on his surf board." Pauley continued.